The way her tears make you
want to change the world
so that it doesn't hurt her anymore...
Yet regardless if you love her, hate her,
wish she would die or know that
you would die without her...
it matters not.
Because once in your life,
whatever she was to the world
she becomes everything to you.
When you look her in the eyes,
traveling to the depths of her soul
and you say a million things
without trace of a sound,
you know that your own life is
inevitable consumed within
the rhythmic beatings of her very heart.
I love her for a million reasons,
No paper would do it justice.
It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.
A feeling only felt.
(This is what my boyfriend said
when he first tried to explain
how he felt about me after
so many years of being best friends...
a truly beautiful moment in my life...)
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